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by Ardyvee » Wed Sep 10, 2014 2:43 pm
Swampfolk was certainly better this time around. Last time I played it, it was dark, cold and really loud. This time? It was still cold, but not as dark nor as loud. More enjoyable this time around.
Buzzard: attack an airfield from the north and take it. Well... I saw ASL run inside a house and hear the distinct sound of a HMG strider gun him down. I also saw a brave fellow who obtained AT shoot another vehicle (I don't know what it was, but I believe it was a strider) and die along with it. I appreciate his efforts. Sadly, by then, the whole Northern group was torn to pieces. A3 had one man left and Alpha Lead element was down to me (the medic) and the pilots. I am sure there were some others from attachments, but you have to understand, everyone outside of buildings was promply gunned down. Recognizing that we were, effectively, surrounded, I did the insane brave thing we are taught to do and went outside. I tried my best to kill as many as I could and perhaps carve a way out, but I sadly failed.
Waging war went south very very fast. As the only medic, I was tasked with staying with the strike force (read Alpha Squad plus HAT) while ASL and MAT stayed in a hill north of us (or so I recall). Orders are given, shots are fired. All I know is that at a certain point I know there is at least one roaming vehicle and Alpha 3 is down to one man. He manages to join the rest of us. By then, we are all broken to peaces. A headcount request by ASL makes us all realize the hard cold truth: there weren't many of us left. As we begin to consolidate ASL meets his untimely demise. Eventually, we are down to around 7 effective. We are given a choice: to retreat, or to go forth east and attack. Of course we wouldn't retreat, and so we charge east. To be honest, right now it's all very fuzzy. People died slowly to enemy infantry that sometimes we couldn't see. At some point I, perhaps because I was running out of ammunition, find a LMG. Considering the situation we were in, I didn't hesitate to take it. The last teammater dies on the second story of a building, shot through the window. I continued on, eventually meeting my own demise. I didn't mind it.
